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Wednesday, January 21, 2015

I Love My Basket

There is nothing quite like my basket. I practically live in it, MOL!!! Meowm brought it home a few months ago, dropped it on the table and walked away. When she came back into the room, there I was, happly laying in it. Wow, what a nice gift to have and it's all mine, MOL!!.

I have gotten kind of upset wif Meowm if she tries to move it, I finally have something that is nice, comfy, high up and relaxing.

Neiko has been known to hop into it when I have gone for a little stroll in the house, MOL by the looks of fings, she's enjoying it too

I also have a nice wicker basket that was PaPa Buddy's and laid in it for a long time, too

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My name is Friday. I was named on the day Meowmy found me, Good Friday, 2005. I'm a rescue from a crack house. Just a little guy the day I was found, wif a cigarette burn on top of my head. I was really hungry and Meowmy fed me when she took me home. There was a beeg orange boy, Buddy, already there. He became my Papa, and taught me everyfing I know. Buddy is in Heaven now, and I have three sisfurs to put up wif, MOL!!! We are all one beeg happy furmily. Meowmy loves me lots and sure takes great care of me, too. I am prone to da Crystal chick showing up, so I have ta be careful of what I eat to keep her away.